Chapter 37: The Ancestor's Summon (4)

  Xingchenzi listened to the conversation inside and couldn't help but be surprised and laugh. He shook his head and said to Yifeng, "So Second Master is also here, and Master actually won against him, how interesting. No wonder Master was so happy."

  Arriving at the door of the house, Xing Chenzi called out in a low voice: "Disciple Xingchen seeks an audience with his master!"

  "It's Old Four, come on in." A voice came from inside.

  Xingchenzi pushed the door open with Yifeng. There were five people in the room, two of whom sat at both ends of a chessboard, which was filled with dense and intricate pieces, looking like they had just gone through a fierce battle.

  One of the players had hair and whiskers that were a fiery red, with an extremely fierce appearance. Behind him stood three monks dressed similarly to Stardust, standing silently, not speaking, with extremely respectful expressions.

  Across from the red-haired monk was an old man with black and white hair, who was now staring at the chessboard with a gloomy face.

  "Disciple Xingchen has seen Master, Second Master Bo, and three senior brothers." Xingchen cupped his fists in respect and bowed to everyone.

  Then, Xīng Chénzi gave Yì Fēng a wink, and Yì Fēng followed with: "Disciple Yì Fēng pays his respects to the two ancestors and three uncles."

  "Fourth, you go with Yifeng to the back and wait, I'll play two more rounds with your Second Master." The red-haired monk was Xingchenzi's master Yingchengzi, he just glanced at Yifeng briefly before waving his hand and saying.

  "Yes!" Xīng Chénzi replied with a single word, and then quietly retreated with Yì Fēng, standing in a row with the three Shīxiōng.

  However, Er Chengzi's second senior brother seemed to have lost interest and stood up, saying angrily: "No more, no more. Your current chess skills are too deceitful, it's a waste of my time. I'm going to find Lao Liu and Lao Qi."

  Ying Chengzi also stood up and said with a smile: "Haha, if you want to leave, you can, but first put down your things. Second Master, I think you won't deny your debt, will you?"

  Ying Chengzi's second senior brother snorted, in front of many younger generations, he didn't dare to get angry and scold his own junior brother, waved his hand and threw out a red light, saying: "Give you, give you, you think everyone is like you..." He hadn't finished speaking when he had already left.

  That red light was extremely fast, and Yi Feng didn't even notice what it was before he had already been caught by Yingzi.

  After a brief pause, Ying Chengzi sat in the high seat of the central hall and asked: "Yi Feng, you have been to Feilai Mountain for twenty years now, haven't you?"

  Yi Feng took a few steps forward and replied: "Returning to Master's question, I have indeed been practicing for twenty years since entering the sect."

  Ying Chengzi gently stroked his fiery red beard and said, "I see that your foundation is good, but you're not a naturally gifted genius. Tell me, apart from diligent practice, how did you manage to improve your cultivation so quickly? Your experience might be able to guide my young disciples in Cloud Floating Sect. I hope you won't hesitate to share it with me. However, I won't let you pay for nothing - if what you say is sincere and reasonable, the sect will definitely reward you."

  Yi Feng's heart skipped a beat, and after a slight pause, he replied: "The disciple's achievements today are all thanks to the master's guidance. During the foundation-building period, the master used a thousand-year-old spiritual object on the disciple, which is why the disciple's cultivation progressed so rapidly."

  Actually, Yi Feng was clear in his heart that his progress mainly relied on Jian Tian's guidance and the powerful Nine Spirits Mysterious Heaven God Chapter of the top-grade cultivation technique, although relying solely on the Thousand Year Geng Jin Teng could also make him advance quickly, but absolutely not as fast as this.

  In the Cultivation Realm, even a cultivation genius would need at least thirty years to advance from an ordinary person to the Congenital Stage, while average cultivators would require more than fifty years. Yi Feng's progress was far beyond that of a genius.